February 28, 2002
From the desk of Jane Galt:Interlude A kind reader sent
Interlude
A kind reader sent me this article, thinking that after the bra wars, I'd get a kick out of it. Which I did, in more ways than one -- the lingerie store it talks about is ten blocks from my parents' apartment. My grandmother is one of the last women on the planet who wears a girdle, and when the garters wore out, we couldn't find them anywhere. I must have looked through hundreds of google sites. But then one day my mother stopped into the Towne Shop on the off chance that they might have them -- and they did! My mother practically fainted with gratitude. The man who sold them to her told her that they sold 6, 8 sets a year, and that he had suggested to the owner -- his 94 year old grandmother -- that they discontinue them because they sold so few, but she made him continue to carry them so that she, and the other old women who had patronized the shop since they bought their trousseau there in the 20's, could get them whenever they wanted.That 94 year old grandmother is the subject of the article, and apparently she's a pistol.
And it turns out that I may need her services. We just got our first (soon to be disappointed) Premium Member of the Countdown to Drunken Rioting!
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